This is a song about "Weather"

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

Man its cold out here but i'm survivin' in this weather

To me its so whatever, i could care less about the weather

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Deflect what the weather brings

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

Tolled by the weather that manifolds, you consoled.

We used to chill and find a place to smoke weed when the weather

They is terrycloth with it, i'm italian leather

Doesn't matter the time of day, not even the weather.

Try to keep your spirits up, lil vodka whatever

My game tighter than bitches that ain't fuck in forever

To be able to eat and sleep whatever the weather/

Even when the skies is grey, and my money was low

I'mma do this fast or weather if the beat is slow